Marrying a sick dragon

The music had already stopped, and the solemnity of welcoming the bride and the desertedness of the city lord's mansion were like two worlds.

"I'll trouble you for the rest." Han Zhengzhi stopped in front of the room door, his attitude was quite polite, but his tone was unquestionable.

Fu Mingxu stopped and entered the room with the force behind him, and then the door was closed tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Different from the brightly decorated outside, there is no decoration of the master's marriage in the city lord's room, and he is the only "happy" in his wedding clothes.

But he didn't care about these, but stood in place and carefully looked at everything in front of him.

The candlelight was heavy, and the spacious room was silent. The dancing candlelight fell on the thick curtain like a struggling nightmare beast roaring silently.

After an unknown amount of time, the sudden "cracking" sound after the candle was burning broke the unspeakable silence, and Fu Mingxu's eyes finally withdrew from the curtain.

Behind the curtain, it should be where the city lord Han Tao is.

For some reason, the flesh and blood in Fu Mingxu's chest jumped eagerly, and even his palms were sweating.

No one in the Fu family knew that he was good at alchemy, and no one knew that his sense of smell was much more sensitive than others.

For example, as soon as he entered the door, he could smell the strange and faint fishy smell from the burning candle, which was exactly the smell of blood-broken flowers.

For example, even from a distance, he could smell the smell of blood through the thick curtain.

The scent of flowers and blood mixed together and turned into an even weirder smell. Fu Mingxu's heart beat violently twice, and a feeling of disgust or something that he couldn't tell was there for a moment.

"Blood blood flower..." He looked at the two rows of burning candles and murmured. He didn't know whether it was caused by accident or someone did it on purpose.

It was rumored that Han Tao, the city lord, was seriously injured at this time, and the blood-breaking flower hidden in the animal candle was no different from a chronic death-reducing poison.

Fu Mingxu took another look at the two rows of animal candles, tried to breathe evenly, raised his feet and walked slowly towards the curtain.

The candlelight seemed to be beating more violently because of his walking, and the nightmare beast on the black curtain seemed to be struggling to wake up.

Although he had made up his mind a long time ago, when the curtain was lifted, Fu Mingxu's hand holding the edge of the curtain still trembled.

He couldn't imagine what kind of state the seriously injured one should be there..

Fu Mingxu subconsciously took a deep breath, and the moment he opened it, he was almost choked by the overbearing bloody smell coming through the curtain.

The particularly strong smell of blood caused the heart under the flesh and blood in his chest to beat violently for a moment, and then there was an attraction that was hard to ignore, and even the blood in his body seemed to be boiling.

It smells so good... This idea flashed into Fu Mingxu's mind inappropriately, and when he came back to his senses, he was startled.

"What's wrong with me?" He stood by the curtain in astonishment and muttered, but this strange feeling came and went quickly, and he didn't understand the situation just now at all.

He regained his composure, his eyes sank slightly, the curtain was finally lifted by him, and the bloody smell of Tianling Gai made him take half a step back.

Appearing at the same time as the smell of blood was an indescribable strong fragrance. This strong fragrance was mixed with the smell of blood and penetrated into his nostrils one by one, making him, who had already been fasted for a long time, feel another strange feeling.

Could this be the smell of dragon blood?

He smelled hungry directly..

But maybe he didn't take Bigu Dan today?

Embarrassment appeared on Qingjun's face, Fu Mingxu couldn't help sniffling, quickly took out a bigu pill and stuffed it into his mouth, barely suppressing the hunger.

Only now did he have time to look at the bed not far away.

On the bed was Han Tao, the lord of Yunhan City, who hadn't shown his face for a long time. The bloody and bloody appearance he imagined after being seriously injured did not appear. What he saw was the pale face of the person lying on the wide bed behind the tent. The extreme eyebrows were slightly wrinkled in a coma, and the drooping eyelids also covered the golden eyes.

The bed was very spacious, and according to a rough estimate, Fu Mingxu felt that there would be room for four of them.

The human form of the Dragon Clan is tall, and the animal form is even worse.At this time, the body that lingered in memory was no longer capable of covering the sky and the sun. At first glance, it was no different from other people who were sick and bedridden.

In addition to the abnormal thick blood lingering around, the beast candle that was also used for lighting behind the tent still had a few faint scents of broken blood flowers when burning.

Fu Mingxu's eyes just lingered on the cold face for a few moments, and then moved down his neck.

On the chest that was not covered by the bedding, there were several scars that had scabbed over it.

The scab looked a little thick, enough to see that the previous wound might have penetrated deep into the bone and blood.

What surprised him was that within less than half a stick of incense time since he entered the inner room behind the curtain, the rich smell of blood in the air increased a little bit.

Well, the strange smell of dragon's blood is more obvious..

The chest with criss-crossing scars was heaving slightly, and there was no trace of demonic infestation for the time being.

Fu Mingxu didn't know when Han Tao became possessed, so he couldn't guess Han Tao's current situation.

The best way is for him to conduct a comprehensive inspection while the master is in a coma.

After making up his mind, Fu Mingxu didn't hesitate any longer. He carefully observed Han Tao's closed eyes, making sure that he really wouldn't wake up in a short time.

Even though he had fully prepared himself for the strong smell of blood, Fu Mingxu was still taken aback by the real scene under the quilt.

After being seriously injured, Han Tao could no longer transform into a complete human form, and what lay under the blanket was a huge dragon's tail.

This supposedly majestic golden dragon tail drooped powerlessly on the bed at this time, and many large golden dragon scales fell off, revealing the mottled flesh and blood inside.Without the absorption of the heavy bedding, dragon blood slowly flowed from the wound on the dragon scale, dripping down the soaked bed.

After removing the initial shock, Fu Mingxu did not panic, but heaved a sigh of relief.

Obviously, the outflowing dragon blood is rich and bright, and although the dragon scales have lost their brilliance, it can be seen that there is no trace of contamination by demonic energy.

It can be confirmed that Han Tao is not possessed now.He remembered, according to Immortal Lord Si Yang, the other party woke up a year later and became a destructive Fallen Angel, which is not tolerated by heaven and earth.

Everything is still in time.

It's just that the fragrance of this dragon's blood is too attractive.

After making sure that the person in front of him was not possessed, Fu Mingxu couldn't help but fall into deep thought under the scent of dragon's blood.

In the end, the slight tingling pain in his fingertips brought him back to his thoughts, and he shivered, only to realize that his fingertips were placed on the dragon's tail at some point.The edge of the dragon scale was extremely sharp, and when he found it, a drop of bright red blood suddenly appeared on his white fingertips.

I don't know if it's on the dragon's tail, or he was cut by the edge of the dragon scale...

After the bedding was lifted, the scent became more and more pure. Fu Mingxu thought he had good self-control, but he lost his mind frequently under the scent of dragon's blood.He still couldn't figure out why he was like this for the time being, but he knew that stopping Han Tao's bleeding was the top priority right now.

When he stopped the bleeding, he glanced around, and finally got local materials, quickly tore off a hem of the wedding dress, folded it into a face scarf and tied it behind his head to cover his mouth and nose.

After all, it was entering the city lord's mansion, and the wedding clothes that Fu's family gave earlier were also made of high-quality spiritual gauze, which was enough to cover most of the fragrance of dragon's blood.

"Not having immortality is trouble." Fu Mingxu muttered, if he could cultivate aura, he could simply hold his breath.

Even though he was speaking, the movements of his hands didn't stop.There was a small gash left on the pulp of his wiped finger, he took out the muscle rot pill, and instead of touching Han Tao again, he crushed it in the palm of his hand with a frown.

As a result, the panacea that Fu Haoren and the others had previously scrambled for was turned into powder and evenly sprinkled on the blood-stained dragon's tail.

Jifu Dan has the functions of removing putrefaction and promoting muscle growth, and regenerating severed limbs.After a spirit pill went down, the wound on the injured dragon tail began to heal visibly with the naked eye.After the powder of the panacea melted into the flesh and blood, it quickly turned into the essence of vital aura and flowed into Hantao's four meridians and eight veins. The criss-crossing scars on his chest were fading.

It's just that Han Tao is still in a coma, and Fu Mingxu guesses that his injuries are not only superficial, and he can't figure out the situation for a while.

Although the dragon's tail is gradually healing, the smell of dragon blood that has flowed out has not dissipated for a long time.Fu Mingxu thought that he couldn't always wear a simple face towel, after thinking about it, he cut another piece at the hem of his clothes, and started to wipe along the tip of the dragon's tail.

After wiping it a few times, he found that the dragon's tail was too big and heavy, and the dragon's blood was everywhere on the bed.If this goes on, it won't be enough to tear off all the clothes on him.

In desperation, he had no choice but to take apart the quilt first, throw the quilt core soaked with dragon blood outside the curtain, and tear the remaining clean cloth to the size of his hand, and only then managed to wipe off the residual blood on the dragon's tail.

The flame on the animal candle danced, illuminating his slow but careful movements.

Fortunately, the bed was big enough, so Fu Mingxu could move the cleaned dragon tail to a clean space on one side while wiping.

After working like this for more than half an hour, he finally moved Han Tao to the other side of the bed, cleaned up the other side of the bed, and finally put all the dirty quilts together outside the curtain before sitting down. Rest aside.

"Finally, I'm done with my work." Fu Mingxu looked at the dim but clean tail of the dragon scales with satisfaction, and when he took off the face scarf, fine beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

In the process of cleaning the dragon's tail, in addition to the muscle rot pill, he also sprinkled a lot of other panacea powder according to the injury.

He made them all by himself, and even used a top-quality rejuvenating pill on the cracked Ni scale in Han Tao's lower abdomen.

Of course, he also cleaned up the blood in Ni Lin.He didn't know where the other dragons' Ni Lin grew, but Han Tao's half-human, half-dragon appearance made it difficult for people to roughly judge the Ni Lin's position when he transformed into a full human form.

Therefore, Fu Mingxu, who just wanted to clean up, subconsciously glanced away, and regardless of the heavy hand he struck, naturally he didn't notice the heaving extent of Han Tao's chest at that moment.

Without the scent of dragon's blood disturbing one's mind, Fu Mingxu, who had lost the panacea, was in a good mood.

There was no chair to sit in in the inner bedroom behind the curtain, so he simply sat cross-legged on the vacant bed to rest, resting his chin with one palm, glanced casually at Han Tao, but his mind was elsewhere.

A full moon was hanging over the City Lord's Mansion, and the bright moonlight poured down, adding a bit of calm to the silent City Lord's Mansion.

In the darkness, someone seemed to be singing softly, and obscure sentences came in through the sealed window.It's a pity that the tone of voice was erratic. When Fu Mingxu listened, all he could hear was a faint voice.

No matter how strange the sound appeared, Fu Mingxu had no idea of ​​going out to check in a strange place at night.He couldn't store spiritual energy in his body, and the feeling of swollen sea of ​​consciousness was still there due to the crowded memory from rebirth, and after cleaning the dragon's tail for a long time, the feeling of sleepiness seemed to sweep through his whole body in an instant.

Very tired, he wants to sleep very much.

Looking at Han Tao who was still in a coma and the wide bed, he thought for a while and decided that it would not be difficult for him to sleep with his clothes near the edge of the bed for a night.

His tired body clamored for a rest, Fu Mingxu finally lay down slowly, but his body was so tight that he would fall off with just a little movement.

Sleeping on a bed without a futon is hard, but this is not the time to be picky.

Fu Mingxu was lying on the hard bed, his mind was in a mess. Sometimes it was the scene before rebirth and the black magic energy entwined around the huge dragon tail, and sometimes it was the dragon scales mottled with blood, and the person lying not far away did not know whether he was alive or dead. .

With countless doubts, he was still dragged into sleep by the instinct of his body.

At the same time, the obscure chants from outside continued to come in, and the full moon above the City Lord's Mansion moved in the sky with time. Slowly, a beam of cold moonlight was unobstructed by the windows and spilled into the room.

The sleeping Fu Mingxu was bathed in the moonlight, his jade-like face was coated with a soft light.Beside him, the mottled dragon scales on the dragon's tail due to injury unexpectedly recovered some of its former golden brilliance under the moonlight.

Following the violent ups and downs of the chest under the light scar, a pair of sharp golden eyes slowly opened.

The author says:

Ming Xu: It smells so good, it smells good..

By the way, since Gong is a dragon, even if it is transformed into a human form, there is still a certain size difference between him and Shou.